Reply #35: A few from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas [View All]

Dr. Gonzo: It's okay. He's just admiring the shape of your skull.

Raoul Duke: Let's get down to brass tacks. How much for the ape?

Dr. Gonzo: How much they pay you to screw that bear?

Voice on Drug Film: Know your dope fiend. You will not be able to see his eyes because of tea shades, but his knuckles will be white from inner tension and his pants will be crusted with semen from jacking off when he can't find a rape victim.

Raoul Duke: Ah, devil ether. It makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel. Total loss of all basic motor function. Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue. The mind recoils in horror, unable to communicate with the spinal column. Which is interesting because you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it.

Raoul Duke: Don't fuck with me now, man, I am Ahab.

Raoul Duke: Dogs fucked the Pope... no fault of mine.

Carnival Barker: Step right up! Shoot the pasties off a ten foot tall bull dyke and when a cotton candy goat!